Danielle's POV
The room seemed to close in on me, the air heavy with the weight of impending loss. Tyler, my mate, was fading away, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Damian's ominous warning echoed in my mind, a cruel reminder that his venom was working its way through Tyler's system.
As I sat in that dimly lit room, memories of Tyler flooded my thoughts. His reckless stunts, his sarcasm, all the times I thought he was just being selfish – now, in the face of his impending death, I saw the truth. Tyler had always acted out of love, out of a deep desire to protect me. The realization hit me like a tidal wave, and regret washed over me for not seeing it sooner.
I couldn't fathom a world without Tyler. The thought of his laughter, his infuriating yet endearing antics, being sile
